Cocoa was hiding out in a little farmhouse two miles outside Dryden. It was her and some of her best guys. Her consigliere, Max, assured her she would be safe there, but she had doubts. She knew Chino and knew what kind of damage he was capable of.
consigliereShe was sitting in a recliner, holding her new poodle, Dee Dee, talking on the phone with Max. Max had stayed behind to handle day-to-day operations.
“Everything"s fine here,” he said. “That fucker shows up, he"s in for a rude awakening. I got half our guys staked out here. Besides, he"s not gonna want me. It"s you he wants.”
“You ask around to see if anybody"s heard anything?”
“Of course,” he said.
Cocoa hated Max, and his smugness was even worse. He always sounded condescending. He was a mansplaining piece of s**t. She should n
